This is a song about "Jolly ranchers"

I get my paper, y'all just hate

All the jolly feelings trapped in a crate

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Shake that laffy taffy, jolly raunchy rapper

Good, could say its jolly

Smoking on a marley

Gatorade with prometh, and sprite got me jolly

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Smokin on that holly jolly

Pixie dust, on pics we must choose to burn when we're jolly green

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

I rap acapella, no beat im undefeat, call me undefeated, and if anyone thinks you won

A known liar if u didnt notice the oxymoron then ur prolly a jolly moron